Claimed by the Ruthless Biker
They looked at me—a woman covered in the filth of the sewers, with eyes of emerald fire and a hand that didn't shake.
"Esmeray," Silas whispered, a look of genuine, horrific wonder on his face. "You came back through the pipes. You really are my daughter."
"I am the mother of the man who will destroy you," I said, my finger tightening on the trigger. "And I'm the woman who's taking Ruan home."
Ruan lifted his head, his eyes widening as he saw me. A slow, bloody smile spread across his lips. "I told you... Silas," he wheezed. "A storm... is coming."